Coltsfoot, that was his name, he was royalty but too far in line to be considered king worthy for the kingdom. Not that she minded, she didn't want to be a queen yet anyhow. It was a lot of responsibility and there was still so much she wanted to do with her life. For example, meet someone she actually loved, she didn't want to marry for titles or for wealth. It was something her parents wanted for her as well, which was rather odd, because most of the time they wanted to marry their daughters off. Perhaps Elaenya was 'special.' More so than just being able to talk to animals. Whatever the reason was, she was glad for it. But fear still gripped her as she thought about the man from her dream, no wonder it had seemed so real. Because he really did exist. What did it mean?!
Her hand wrapped around her torso as she felt faint thinking about it all again. Deep breaths, take it slow, she leaned over the balcony and heaved slightly before recomposing herself. She really hoped no one saw that, it was uncouth for a princess to heave in public. But when ones stomach was tied in knots and she could barely breath, sometimes it was necessary.